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My Job


It occurred to me the other day that I have a job. Yes, taking care of the little lady full time is a job, but that's not the one I'm referring to. No, I'm talking about the one that requires full-time dedication, motivation, organization and a eye for detail. The never ending job of keeping a house clean and tidy. For whatever reason I always saw housework as a shared job between the Mr. and myself. Or, I should clarify, what should have been a shared job between the two of us.

But it's not.

It's up to me. Now, I've never claimed to be a good housekeeper. In fact, I'm quickly coming to realize that I'm quite a sh*tty housekeeper. I can cook, bake, sew and make people feel comfortable, but my house? That's another story. It's not just that I hate doing housework; I don't know how to clean my house some days and when I do, I'm just not that good at it. There are cobwebs on the ceiling, dust everywhere and clutter! Oh, the clutter.

However, I have been hyper Spring Cleaning the last couple of days. Partly because we're going to be putting the house on the market soon and I want to "stage" it as much as possible. Well, as much you one can when an almost two year old lives in the house. That means there are piles of junk waiting to go to Goodwill all over, furniture is being rearranged, and pictures with family being taken down to be replaced with "urban" prints. In the midst of all this cleaning, organizing and redecorating, I realized something.

This is my job.

Like, duh! It's my job to keep the house clean and organized. When I think about it like that, well now, I can understand it! I don't like doing "jobs", I can add housekeeping to the list! For some reason declaring housework as my job makes me want to clean. (Well, comparatively speaking.) This doesn't necessarily mean that my house is going to be spotless morning, noon and night, I'm not good at this, remember? But, at least now I can commit to cleaning, every.single.day. My inner-Feminist is crying, just a little bit.

The rest of me? Singing for joy.

So in the midst of this recession, I have two jobs! Neither are glamourous and, in fact, many wouldn't even consider them jobs! How lucky am I. But hey, whatever gets me to wipe down the stove (yes Beugen, every night), sweep out the cobwebs and throw away the clutter. I'll call it anything, just so I can get it done.

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  1. Yeah, I am so bad at it, that the hubby pays for help in that area. I keep telling myself I will be more organized once the house gets larger, but let's face it, that just means the clutter will spread. I should probably be fired from that job, but I don't think the house can pay anymore for someone else to take it over.

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  2. LOL Lauren! Maybe that's why I like smaller spaces? Less for me to clean and less sh*t it can hold. I have to admit though, I've only done the LR and it looks pretty spiffy. :)

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  3. Try not to put so much pressure on yourself to do everything perfectly! We all have different strengths right? You're doing great - don't worry:)

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  4. Thanks Emily. I'm taking one room at a time to make over and then keeping them clean and organized. It's much less stressful that way!

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